Perhaps tears of grief will not emerge until I feel myself sicken. Makes sense, right?
Though my brain continues to request a quiet environment for the most part of every day where stimulation cannot easily over-tax my processor, I do not feel like a cancer patient as is true at home where my appointments at Mayo seem to stack up on my calendar more quickly than I can believe, suggesting why my thoughts concerning serious illness stack up in direct proportion to what I experience, day after day..
Is it any wonder that my enjoyment of family and friends in a healthy, seaside environment replaces thoughts of the grim reaper with thoughts of my good fortune to experience natural smiles of delight while spending week after week relaxing with those I love, day after day?
Last night, Andi and Michael along with Will and I met Marie and Barry and our niece, Beth and her husband Steve for dinner.
As to Will’s back, his discomfort has lessened a bit again, today.
No wonder why my face smiles so readily!
Simply put—I feel happy 🙋🏻♀️😊
Annie
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